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"Madge, get up," my father screams. I groan. I'm exhausted. "Get up!"

"Five more minutes!"

"No, you need to look decent!"

"Thanks," I say sarcastically. I roll over and accidently fall off the couch. "Ow." I smile mockingly at my father as I mosey to the bathroom. I take a cold shower and take a long look at myself in the mirror.

Instead of leaving my hair down, I braid it like Katniss. I find some old boots in the bottom of my closet and a plain pair of pants paired with a simple grey top. I look at myself long and hard. This is what Peeta wants.

Something is still missing. I still have the blue eyes and the blonde hair. I'll never be Katniss. I'll never have Peeta's heart. I rip the braid out in frustration. "Ugh," I scream.

"Madge, someone is here to see you." I don't answer. It's probably Patrick. "Madge, will you come down!" I ripped some of my hair out. Crap. I smooth it down the best I can. "Madge!"

"I'm coming! Jeez!" I rush down the stairs. "Who is-"

"Finally," my father sighs, unknown of my sudden pause. What is Gale doing here? Gale stands awkwardly by the door as if he is preparing for a quick escape. "I'll be back late." My father practically runs out the door.

"Hi," Gale says awkwardly.

"Hi." Let's just cut to the chase. I'm really not in the mood for company. Yesterday was rough with Patrick, the Games, the letter…

The letter! I totally forgot! I sprint to the couch. "Where is it," I mumble. I'm ripping the cushions out. I'm on my belly looking underneath.

"What are you doing?" I totally ignore him. Where could it be? I had it last night! I feel around, and squeak in surprise because I find a spider web. "Madge?"

"I have to find it!" I get up and shove the couch back. It barely moves. "Ugh," I tip over the couch, and it falls with a big bang. There it is! I pounce on it and hug it close to me. I'm not letting it out of my sight another second.

I glance at Gale, and he's staring at me with a bewildered expression. "What's that?"

"Nothing."

"Madge," he says as he takes careful steps toward me.

"It's mine," I nearly growl. He's not going to lay a finger on my letter.

"Madge, let me just see it."

"No!" I jump up and expand my distance from him. "Stay away from my letter."

"Jeez, Madge, I just want to see it," he says as he snatches the paper from me.

"Give it back!" He turns away from me, and maybe I am a little off, but I jump on his back. This takes him by surprise. I extend my arms and try to grab the paper back.

"Dear, Madge," he reads. I jump off of his back and slink to the floor. I put my hands on my ears and squeeze until I can't hear a thing.

"Don't read it! It's mine!"

He hands the paper to me all folded up with a glum look on his face. "I'm so sorry."

I grab it back harshly. "You should be."

"I'm sure he'll be fine. The cut will heal."

I start to tear up. "Katniss is fine, so I'm sure it's easy for you to say."

He surprises me by nodding. "You're right."

I look back at the couch. "I should probably put the couch back." I try to lift it, but it's so heavy. Gale helps me out, and we put it back the way it was. The television is turned on. It shows the recaps as always. I saw everything. I really don't want to watch Peeta with his…wound.

I sit on the couch silently as I watch. If this is the last time I'll see Peeta alive, I want to see it. I watch his face twist in pain. I watch his leg bleed. I watch him drag himself to the river. Gale has occupied the seat next to me.

We watch and we watch and we watch. I start to doze off at the end. I think Gale does, too. I must really be going nutty. I never act that way around Gale! Now he'll really think I'm bratty, and I don't blame him.

When I wake up, it doesn't feel right. It's very late. I was right. We both fell asleep. I'm afraid to move. We…moved in our slumber. His head somehow ended up right by mine. Oh, I forgot…I move a lot in my sleep. Oops. I'm staring right into his closed eyes. His arms are wrapped around my waist, and mine are wrapped around his neck. I'm so close to him. I'm afraid to move.

This Peeta thing is really messing with my head because I begin to have strange ideas. I begin to think about Cassidy. She kissed Gale. Katniss probably kissed Gale. All of the other girls at school probably kissed Gale. I'm the only one. I touch his face, and he barely moves. Hm. He's a hard sleeper. I lean in and gently plant a soft kiss to his lips. That was my very first kiss. I smile and lay my head gently back down. I just had my very first kiss. I smile bigger.

I fall asleep with a big grin planted on my face.

Gale is gone by morning.

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